[Comprehensive British and American] Mr. Wayne's daily life of social animals

I, Timothy Jackson Drake, a time traveler.

Although I forgot how I time-traveled, but the reincarnation forgot to drink Mengpo soup probably means time-traveling.

The thing is, I come from an upper-class family in Gotham. My parents are loving and devoted to philanthropy. I am a rare and clean family in the simple and honest Gotham City—even though I didn’t know there was a Gotham City in the United States. Really not New York?I still remember watching a movie about a pervert in tights with a shield and crayfish Gundam and the Hulk beating aliens in New York.

I have to say that America's blockbuster special effects are really good.

Ugh, I've always loved Titanic.

Having said that, the freedom of life, the random death of the American empire is really terrible.I am only 5 years old this year. I was supposed to be purged of kissing scenes on TV, but I have already seen robberies, murders, and gang fights in reality.

This is not something my sweetheart parents can block if they want to!

On the way to school, in the shopping mall, even the school is not safe-the Gotham University next door has been messed up by a guy named Riddler several times, and Gotham Middle School is also inevitable.

Fortunately, I am now in kindergarten.

There are no criminals engaged in kindergartens, but it's okay.

Just let go of this horrible Gotham daily life.In the past, the domestic situation was just right in the news broadcast, and the foreign countries were in dire straits. I didn't cherish it, but I regretted it when I passed by the gunfight next door. If God gave me another chance, I would say: MMP .

It's a sunny day (a rarity in Gotham), and Dad Jack and Mom Janet took me to a circus at Harry's Circus.I took the hands of the two of them and swung myself like a swing, cherishing this rare parent-child time-hey hey, I didn’t play this game after I weighed 25kg before, and now I’m still a child. time.

In this era of lack of smart phones, only the Nintendo game console brings me a little bit of pleasure. Also, Amei’s couch potato is very reasonable. Watching TV is also a way to comfort me that I don’t have chicken (no).

The pain of being out of tune with the times made me choose to read books to enrich myself and learn languages ​​by the way.To be honest, my dumb English was so painful when I was taking the postgraduate entrance examination, and now I am also a talent who is proficient in English, French, Russian, Western and Japanese. If I knew that Japanese is so easy to learn, I should have taken Japanese as an elective.My parents think I'm a genius, but I'm not. I just read faster, remember better, and have a stronger logic...

Really only a little bit.

Uh, well, more than a little bit.

But during the time I was indulging in my dad's study, I also chased stars.

Yes, you heard it right, star chasing makes me happy!

May I ask is there any adolescent boy who has never chased stars! ?

Besides, the little brother is so cute!

The idol I'm picking now comes from Richard, the youngest son of Harry's Circus Flying Grayson family.His eyes are as crystal clear as the sapphire ring inherited from our family, his skin is like my favorite milk pudding, and his lips are the red cherries on the pudding, so cute.

The most important thing is that he flies in the air like a little bird, the little Robin who is incompatible with Gotham, bringing joy to the audience.His backflip is awesome!

You ask me why I like watching circuses. Hey, I used to watch the Spring Festival Gala. I didn’t want to see anything other than acrobatics—besides, the little brother is really super cute. Amway, you guys buy it first, I’m going to meet real people first.

Harry's Circus is a touring circus, and this is the first time it's performing in Gotham.Papa Jack reserved a box for our family, but I'd rather be in the front row to admire them.

"Hey, little guy, how did you get here?"

I was brought up?

?

Richard Grayson spotted a little guy backstage in overalls that even had a Windsor knot tied around his neck.A camera almost as big as his head was hung around the child's neck (this camera is worth a month's income of parents at least), and a pair of blue eyes rolled around, revealing a cleverness.

He thought it was a little funny, and picked up the young master in two steps in three steps: "Hey, little guy, why are you here?"

The little boy seemed to be frightened by him, his blue eyes widened, and he let out a "scared" sound.

Grayson laughed. He always liked to laugh, but he couldn't hide his smile when he saw such a cute and cute little boy: "Missed with parents?"

No, I thought, but replied, "Uh, yes, Richard."

"And I'm your fan, I'm here to see you."

oh my god!what am i doing!I have to be more reserved!Timothy Jackson Drake, you can't be so direct, just think you spent three days writing your answering manual at home!Make excuses!

I'm going to despair, a fan ran backstage with a camera, Timothy, you are STK!

The youngest son of the Grayson family laughed again when he heard the words. He touched the child's hair, which was soft and delicate, just like the silk scarf from the East that his father gave to his mother: "My little fan Want to take a picture with me?"

When I returned to the box in a daze, the heat on my face hadn't dissipated.

I have a fairy who loves shaking dew, hehehe.

"Timmy, where did you go to play again?" Father Jack saw me who opened the door of the box, and stopped talking with others.

He took my hand and introduced me to the man he was talking to.

"Timmy, this is Mr. Bruce Wayne, Bruce, this is Timothy the dog."

This man named Bruce was wearing a black casual suit, with black hair and a pair of blue eyes. He had a handsome face and a tall and straight figure. He was a standard handsome man.

I've heard of him, Master of the Wayne family, but this is the first time I've seen him.This man's reputation in the upper class is mediocre, probably some titles such as idiot and playboy.But my father was on good terms with him and used to say he was a nice guy.

I looked up and gave a smile that I just learned from Dick (yes, we already call each other nicknames), 100% sweet: "Brother Bruce."

There was laughter in the box, Janet laughed and said that I should call uncle, Bruce also smiled and said nothing, his smile now is really sweet.

Ah, he is so pretty.If it weren't for being a little older, I could be elected as my No. [-] Aidoulu.

My mother held me in her arms and chatted with me in a low voice about home decoration. I applied to buy a computer and put it in my bedroom. In order to succeed, I acted like a baby.

Bruce and Jack were talking about the charitable foundation, and he seemed to look back at me.

Before the opening, Mr. Bruce Wayne with a handsome face has returned to his box, but I think I will always remember the richest man in Gotham, he is a bit too special.

Harry's Circus is indeed one of the most prestigious circuses in the United States, of course, it is number one in my heart.The circus shows are all fun, like the tightrope walker with the blond haired girl who even has a porcelain bowl on her head!

But what I look forward to most in my heart is always the trapeze. You must know that human beings' yearning for flying is endless.I used to be obsessed with the trapeze performance of the Grayson family on TV. They were like three light birds singing dance music with their bodies in the air. The opera I listened to at the Gotham Grand Theater made me even more intoxicated.

From the angle of the box, I can see the family in white costumes. Brother Dick, who just took a photo with me, has a white domino mask on his face, and his black hair is also sprayed with moss. With a smile on his face as always.

I hold my mother's hand tightly, this family of elves will bring an unparalleled show.

The author has something to say:

Dedicated to the little red bird.

Below is the original text.

Hello everyone in Gotham City, I am a Robin trainee who has been practicing for two and a half years, Tim Drake, and I am good at cultivating immortals, computers, and detectives.

I'm the one with the smartest mind. With the title of the world's second detective in detective comics, I took my dad's vest and succeeded.

I am the one with the worst physical skills, and Mi Aotian can beat me when he comes out.

I am the one with the weakest sense of presence in the Bat family, and I will be robbed of the scenes in Lego...

It doesn't matter, I still have the Bat family with love and harmony, Brucey Baby Daddy who loves hard to say, the housekeeper Fu who can handle Superman, my eternal idol Big Brother Dick, and his ex-girlfriend 12345...

But the second brother I admire the most, Jason, whom I look up to the grave/uniform/statue every day, the first thing he did when he came back was to beat me until he fainted.

The brother I miss so much, the first thing I did when we met was to stab me with his samurai knife. Of course, I came back with revenge (smile.jpg).

I'm too difficult.

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